Aug 07, 2019 15:32
Weird week. Somehow it's Wednesday. I've gone from panic, to morose, to creative over the past few days. I made two works of art today and am writing on a story. Violet is howling. Someone must be walking a dog. Or our neighbors are in our driveway. I hope she is calmer at the next house.
Yesterday I woke up sad, exercised on nothing, took a depression nap, THEN had a GREAT interview and hardcore cleaned and felt joyous. The day before I cried and felt super lonely/depressed (the big sad). Oh, just kidding, Kenny & Bonnie are in our driveway. I am very excited to no longer rely on random methheads that spy on us to do our yardwork.
And before that I was all panicy.
Part of this is not being on my regular medication and having a truly biological period. I am concerned about the big sad though. Nothing really triggered my out-of-comision days where I could barely make it from the bed to the couch and then did litterally nothing all day once I got there. Rough.
Whatever.
Now oyu know.